After receiving Fei Zhong, Su Jin suddenly remembered You Hun, who was as famous as Fei Zhong and was one of the two treacherous ministers of the Shang Dynasty.

If Fei Zhong can be considered a crooked talent, then You Hun is at best just a crooked villain.

It is actually considered a favorable example to say that he is a treacherous minister. His true identity should be a jester. He has no ability and can only flatter and flatter the king without any bottom line. For example, no one likes such a person except the king he flatters him.

Therefore, although Su Jin has some people who are obsessed with collecting characters, he respects such waste.

"Uncle, Fei Zhong doesn't seem to have any talent for cultivation, and there is nothing special about it. Why do you have a lot of eyes for him?" Nezha asked in confusion on the way back to the new manor.

Su Jin smiled and said, "I will definitely join the Shang Dynasty in the future, but I can't go to court every day, or even stay in Chaoge for a long time, so I need a spokesperson in the court to carry out my will and consolidate my influence on this dynasty.

This spokesperson must not be a good person, because I may do a lot of bad things; this spokesperson must not be a fool, otherwise there will be no meaning. This spokesperson cannot have too much ambitions, otherwise there will be many variables. Based on all the requirements, Fei Zhong is the most suitable candidate.

Besides, with my personality, people who are known for their integrity are born to not pee in the same pot as Shang Rong. They need a treacherous minister as the pioneer and fight with them for me."

Nezha's eyes were filled with admiration and said, "Uncle, do you think so many questions every day?"

Su Jin smiled and said, "The wise man works hard, and the foolish man works hard, which is a rule of survival. Even if you don't want to think about these complicated things, you must calm down and think carefully. Take one step and count ten steps. Only in this way can you survive in this sacred and multitude of dogs!"

Nezha sighed sincerely: "I can't do this."

"You don't have to think about these things, it won't be long if you think too much." Su Jin patted his shoulder and said.

Nezha: "..."

Height and appearance have always been his fault...

Time passed day by day, and the Chaoge demon guarding Wen Zhong was hiding, calm and peaceful and prosperous.

However, with his power, he was able to protect and protect the royal city, but could not suppress the fortune of the entire Shang Dynasty. Under the agitation of demons and even direct leadership, there were constant turmoil in various seals, especially the most riots in Beihai, which almost broke out from the control of Shang Dynasty!

Three years later, above the court.

An official in black with square face, big eyes, thick eyebrows and hanging nose held a black stone scepter and said, "Report to the king, I have received the news this morning that Yuan Futong of the Beihai has rebelled and threatened to establish himself as king, and from then on, we will draw a clear line with our Shang Dynasty! Please send troops and generals to quell the rebellion quickly so as not to continue to grow bigger and even affect the other princes!"

King Zhou was furious when he heard this, and suddenly stood up and said, "Who is Yuan Futong? How dare you rebel against me openly?"

As the common rule of the human race, the Shang Dynasty had thousands of princes under its jurisdiction, and there were seventy-two marquis states in the North Sea alone.

With so many kings and princes, King Zhou could not remember everyone's names. What's more, except for the four kings and princes in the east, west, south and north, and the kings and princes of the Qiancheng Martial Arts, the names of the other princes are basically difficult to appear in front of him.

"Yuan Futong is the hereditary prince of the Dinghai Marquis Kingdom. It has been passed down to this day as the fifth generation of kings and princes." The square-faced official said in a deep voice: "Accumulating the remaining wealth of five generations, the Dinghai Marquis Kingdom has become the most powerful force among the Beihai countries. Now Yuan Futong is intensively conquering the rest of the Beihai states, intending to unify the territory of the Beihai and split the land and be named kings!"

"Gather the crowd to rebel, and be the nine tribes of the barbarians!" King Zhou looked at his ministers and said coldly: "Which general is willing to promote troops to slaughter the rebels of the Beihai?"

If the distance is not far, the generals will definitely respond enthusiastically, but the North Sea is more than ten thousand miles away from Chaoge, and there are countless demons and monsters along the way. Whether the army can be brought over is a question, let alone the conquest and rebellion.

"A mere marquis of Qiancheng, the marquis of all the dynasties scared away my generals?" Seeing that no one had left the list for a long time, King Zhou was angry and shouted.

"The king is not because the ministers are not brave enough, but because the Beihai is too far from Chaoge, and there are many demons along the way. If you are not lucky and encounter a big monster, even if there are millions of elite soldiers, it is not enough for the other party to swallow it in one bite! Therefore, no one dares to fight and guarantee that they will definitely wipe out the rebellion of the Beihai." Just when King Zhou was so angry that he wanted to threaten the ministers with the imperial commander in person, Wen Zhong, who was standing in front of the ministers, walked out of the ranks and said a fair word, which made the hearts of the generals in the court iron.

"But Grand Master, we can't ignore the rebellion in the Beihai..." King Zhou's anger was temporarily suppressed and he said with a wry smile.

Wen Zhong was silent for a moment and bowed, "The old minister is willing to lead his troops to the Beihai, and I would like to ask the king to issue an order!"

King Zhou was overjoyed, resisted the urge to agree immediately, and said with a tense expression: "If the Grand Master leaves, who can help me govern the country? No, no."

Wen Zhong said: "Shang Rong and Bi Gan are all ministers of the country. If the king encounters very difficult government affairs, he can ask these two people for advice. As long as the king can treat these two virtuous ministers as usual to the old ministers, it is enough to ensure the stability of the court!"

After finally sending you away, the "King and King" away, how could I make two more kings show their power to me? King Zhou thought silently in his heart, but his face was full of humility and seriousness: "Thank you for your good advice from the Grand Master. I will be a relative of wise ministers, stay away from the slander, and protect my great Shang Dynasty's principles!"

evening.

Lane 21, East Street.

Inside a three-in-one ancient house.

"Master, I received the latest news. Yuan Futong of Beihai rebelled, and the civil and military officials in the court were afraid of fighting. Finally, Wen Zhong went out to ask for an order and was ready to lead his troops to fight in Beihai!" Hong Jin, dressed in a blue shirt, hurried into the backyard and said to Su Jin lying on a sandalwood rocking chair.

Su Jin, who had originally closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes, took down the bamboo slips covered on his face, stood up and said, "Have Wen Zhong set off?"

"I set out to the military camp two hours ago. I should be reorganizing the army now and preparing to go on the expedition." Hong Jin said.

"Go to Fei Zhong's house to bring him here and tell him that the opportunity he had been waiting for for many years has come!" Su Jin nodded and said.

Hong Jin left with his fists, shrank his steps and rushed to Fei Zhong's house quickly. He saw a shabby but extremely clean child sitting under an old poplar tree, holding a very old yellow bamboo slip in his hand, chanting something softly.
Chapter completed!